He exerted a little force and hugged Weilan. Since being discharged from the hospital, he felt his body improving every day, recovering quickly.
"I'm not messing around, seriously." He said earnestly.
Weilan was truly startled.
The next second, Lu Hechen scooped her up.
She gasped quietly, "Don't hold me, you can't lift me!"
This soft exclamation sparked Lu Hechen's rebellious spirit, and he instantly held Weilan tight, heading towards the desk.
He set Weilan on the desk, with a forceful and unquestionable attitude letting her know that he didn't like being told he was physically incapable.
Weilan lay on the desk, and the position reminded her of last time, also on the desk, where she became unfamiliar with herself, tasting the ultimate joy as a woman.
She felt a bit embarrassed and irritated, squeezing out a warning between her teeth, "Brother Hechen, let me go!"
"I won't!" Hechens refusal was domineering, determined to serve her.
